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Special, unique and amazing are a few of the words used to describe mothers. Everybody believes that their mom is or was the best mom ever. It's true, moms are a lot like wild flowers, each very different and each blooming in their own niche of the woodlands.
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Youngsters with dandelions for Mom to turn into a beautiful bouquet.
All moms are beautiful like wild flowers — trillium.
Some moms are like dainty, delicate violets shy and soft spoken. Other mothers are more like clean, white trilliums so proper and proud. Still others take after the fun loving marsh marigolds.
Of all of the things our mothers have done for us over the years, it is the truly amazing feats that we will always remember.
Giving birth, putting up with Dad, holding down a job, balancing the family budget, scrubbing floors and managing the house are all important things. Holding babies, providing meals and teaching good manners, are often tasks of the mother.
My mother is gone now but some of the really amazing things that she did for me, my sister and my four brothers will be remembered always.
I'll list a few of her amazing talents.
My mom had an excellent sense of hearing. She could hear a giggle two rooms away.
She had eyes in the back of her head. She even admitted to this, so we seldom goofed around when Mom was near. She also had a network of spies more discreet than the secret service. If we acted up at school, church or downtown, mom always found out from one of her secret agents usually before we even got home!
My mother made fresh homemade pizza for us nearly every Saturday night for a snack! Before The "Dallas" TV show theme music started, my Mom had three large, homemade crust pizzas ready to pop into the oven.
Mom was an expert at multitasking. She could be braiding my sister's hair, practicing spelling words with my brother and watching the oven all at the same time.
She could "rest her eyes" while watching TV and still know exactly what was going on.
My mom was a fabulous cook. Even on a limited budget she could whip up an awesome meal with what was in the fridge or cupboard. Most often, she didn't even use recipes. Mom could fix or doctor up any one's pie crust that was not turning out. The only exception was, many years ago, my Aunt Sandy made a pie crust that was beyond repair. Mom threw it out and they started over and laughed about it for years.
I always had a fondness for hiking through the woods and fields. No matter if I collected dandelions, daisies or apple blossoms, my mom could instantly arrange them into a beautiful bouquet.
Another amazing accomplishment of my mother's (and some of Dad's) is that she taught my four brothers, who in their younger days acted like Larry, Curly, Moe and Shemp, to be nice gentlemen.
I wonder what my kids will remember about me?
Happy Mother's Day to all the moms, grandmothers, daughters and aunties.
Karen (Rose) Wils is a lifelong resident of North Escanaba. Her folksy columns are published weekly in Lifestyles